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Amaal sat spaced out , thinking about the yesterday clash . Day by day, her mother was more into searching a groom for her , her mother was so determined to get amaal married off soon and it was bothering amaal .
" What happened amaal? You look lost " mia , her colleagues asked . Mia was Chinese ,who was aswell a inter like her.
" Nothing serious , just mother nagging about me getting old and tensing on match making for me " amaal sighed, moving her chair out from the desk .
" Arab parents " khadeeja , her other friend joined . " But I guess it's good "
" What good? I don't want to get married soon, I have my ambition , I have my dream to achieve, I can't marry so soon " amaal let out frustrated . Her head was aching with lack of sleep from last night and the tension she had was making it worst .
" You can complete your studies after marriage , this generation as no problem with women achieving their dream and working " khadeeja said " look at me , I'm a living example " khadeeja was a married women , her husband was very sweet and kind and amaal always felt butterfly when she looked at the cute couple , khadeeja husband always used to comes to pick her up and drop her off, they were really cute and sweet couple, the love they had for eachother was so visible to the person that looked at them . Her husband was really gentleman and khadeeja never missed a opportunity to praise him . To be frank amaal too wanted to marry and have this good relationship with her future husband but the thing was, she didn't wanted to marry now ,she had her own dreams and ambition and she wanted to stand on her own legs first and didn't wanted to depend on anyone, even on her husband .
" Not everyone will turn out to be like jamal " amaal said denoting at khadeeja husband .
" Break is up, let's go rounds " mia interrupted . Both the girls joined up with mia and went on their rounds to check the patients .
"Let's meet in the evening " mia and amaal entered the general ward where khadeeja was to assist a doctor in a surgery . Once in a week , interns had their turns to work inside the ot room, helping the doctor and learning more about surgery .
" Assalamualaikum " amaal checked on the patient in general ward , greetings and smiling at everyone . After being done with the check up , amaal and mia went together to check upon the regular room and vip section patients .
" Assalamualaikum " amaal greeted with not so cheerful smile as she entered her favourite aunty hayat room .
" Walikum salam " aunty hayat replied while giving a questioning look at amaal slump face . mia tested aunty hayat while amaal stood behind, spaced out once again .
" Are you happy to go home now ?" Mia asked while aunty hayat nodded with smile .
" And sad to leave you all " mia pouted .
" Call us when you miss us aunty, I'm always there to pick up the call " aunty hayat noticed how amaal even didn't congrats her on her successful recovery .
" Amaal , doctor Abdul Aziz is calling for you " a intern informed . Amaal gave a small nod and left the room .
" What happened to her?" Aunty hayat asked mia .
" Her mother is finding a groom for her and she is worried about that , thinking she has to drop off her work if she get married " mia replied while taking the BP test and checking her file . Mia ,amaal and aunty hayat were really close as amaal and mia liked to spend time with aunty hayat as she treated them like her own child and buyed them snacks .
" Is it ?" Mia nod . A smile mended aunty hayat lips as something flashed her mind .
" Assalamualaikum mom " a girl entered the room while carrying a package of tablets ." How is she now doctor? "
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Our Im-possible Love (On-going)
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